11 June 2018

Nihonkoku Shoukan. Volume 1. Chapter 2 Part 7

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“Well, Prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now just family
estates of the Buonapartes. But I warn you, if you don’t tell me that this
means war, if you still try to defend the infamies and horrors perpetrated by
that Antichrist—I really believe he is Antichrist—I will have nothing more to
do with you and you are no longer my friend, no longer my ‘faithful slave,’ as
you call yourself! But how do you do? I see I have frightened you—sit down and
tell me all the news.”

It was in July, 1805, and the speaker was the
well-known Anna Pávlovna Schérer, maid of honor and favorite of the Empress
Márya Fëdorovna. With these words she greeted Prince Vasíli Kurágin, a man of
high rank and importance, who was the first to arrive at her reception. Anna
Pávlovna had had a cough for some days. She was, as she said, suffering from la
grippe; grippe being then a new word in St. Petersburg, used only by the elite.

All her invitations without exception, written in
French, and delivered by a scarlet-liveried footman that morning, ran as
follows:

“If you have nothing better to do, Count (or Prince),
and if the prospect of spending an evening with a poor invalid is not too
terrible, I shall be very charmed to see you tonight between 7 and 10—Annette
Schérer.”

“Heavens! what a virulent attack!” replied the prince,
not in the least disconcerted by this reception. He had just entered, wearing
an embroidered court uniform, knee breeches, and shoes, and had stars on his
breast and a serene expression on his flat face. He spoke in that refined
French in which our grandfathers not only spoke but thought, and with the
gentle, patronizing intonation natural to a man of importance who had grown old
in society and at court. He went up to Anna Pávlovna, kissed her hand, presenting
to her his bald, scented, and shining head, and complacently seated himself on
the sofa.

“First of all, dear friend, tell me how you are. Set
your friend’s mind at rest,” said he without altering his tone, beneath the
politeness and affected sympathy of which indifference and even irony could be
discerned.

“Can one be well while suffering morally? Can one be
calm in times like these if one has any feeling?” said Anna Pávlovna. “You are
staying the whole evening, I hope?”

“And the fete at the English ambassador’s? Today is
Wednesday. I must put in an appearance there,” said the prince. “My daughter is
coming for me to take me there.”

“I thought today’s fete had been canceled. I confess
all these festivities and fireworks are becoming wearisome.”

“If they had known that you wished it, the
entertainment would have been put off,” said the prince, who, like a wound-up
clock, by force of habit said things he did not even wish to be believed.

“Don’t tease! Well, and what has been decided about
Novosíltsev’s dispatch? You know everything.”

“What can one say about it?” replied the prince in a
cold, listless tone. “What has been decided? They have decided that Buonaparte
has burnt his boats, and I believe that we are ready to burn ours.”

Prince Vasíli always spoke languidly, like an actor
repeating a stale part. Anna Pávlovna Schérer on the contrary, despite her
forty years, overflowed with animation and impulsiveness. To be an enthusiast
had become her social vocation and, sometimes even when she did not feel like
it, she became enthusiastic in order not to disappoint the expectations of
those who knew her. The subdued smile which, though it did not suit her faded
features, always played round her lips expressed, as in a spoiled child, a
continual consciousness of her charming defect, which she neither wished, nor
could, nor considered it necessary, to correct.

In the midst of a conversation on political matters
Anna Pávlovna burst out:

“Oh, don’t speak to me of Austria. Perhaps I don’t
understand things, but Austria never has wished, and does not wish, for war.
She is betraying us! Russia alone must save Europe. Our gracious sovereign
recognizes his high vocation and will be true to it. That is the one thing I
have faith in! Our good and wonderful sovereign has to perform the noblest role
on earth, and he is so virtuous and noble that God will not forsake him. He
will fulfill his vocation and crush the hydra of revolution, which has become
more terrible than ever in the person of this murderer and villain! We alone
must avenge the blood of the just one.... Whom, I ask you, can we rely on?...
England with her commercial spirit will not and cannot understand the Emperor
Alexander’s loftiness of soul. She has refused to evacuate Malta. She wanted to
find, and still seeks, some secret motive in our actions. What answer did
Novosíltsev get? None. The English have not understood and cannot understand
the self-abnegation of our Emperor who wants nothing for himself, but only
desires the good of mankind. And what have they promised? Nothing! And what
little they have promised they will not perform! Prussia has always declared
that Buonaparte is invincible, and that all Europe is powerless before him....
And I don’t believe a word that Hardenburg says, or Haugwitz either. This
famous Prussian neutrality is just a trap. I have faith only in God and the
lofty destiny of our adored monarch. He will save Europe!”

She suddenly paused, smiling at her own impetuosity.

“I think,” said the prince with a smile, “that if you
had been sent instead of our dear Wintzingerode you would have captured the
King of Prussia’s consent by assault. You are so eloquent. Will you give me a
cup of tea?”

“In a moment. À propos,” she added, becoming calm
again, “I am expecting two very interesting men tonight, le Vicomte de
Mortemart, who is connected with the Montmorencys through the Rohans, one of
the best French families. He is one of the genuine émigrés, the good ones. And
also the Abbé Morio. Do you know that profound thinker? He has been received by
the Emperor. Had you heard?”

“I shall be delighted to meet them,” said the prince.
“But tell me,” he added with studied carelessness as if it had only just
occurred to him, though the question he was about to ask was the chief motive
of his visit, “is it true that the Dowager Empress wants Baron Funke to be
appointed first secretary at Vienna? The baron by all accounts is a poor
creature.”

Prince Vasíli wished to obtain this post for his son,
but others were trying through the Dowager Empress Márya Fëdorovna to secure it
for the baron.

Anna Pávlovna almost closed her eyes to indicate that
neither she nor anyone else had a right to criticize what the Empress desired
or was pleased with.

“Baron Funke has been recommended to the Dowager
Empress by her sister,” was all she said, in a dry and mournful tone.

As she named the Empress, Anna Pávlovna’s face
suddenly assumed an expression of profound and sincere devotion and respect
mingled with sadness, and this occurred every time she mentioned her
illustrious patroness. She added that Her Majesty had deigned to show Baron
Funke beaucoup d’estime, and again her face clouded over with sadness.

The prince was silent and looked indifferent. But,
with the womanly and courtierlike quickness and tact habitual to her, Anna
Pávlovna wished both to rebuke him (for daring to speak as he had done of a man
recommended to the Empress) and at the same time to console him, so she said:

“Now about your family. Do you know that since your
daughter came out everyone has been enraptured by her? They say she is
amazingly beautiful.”

The prince bowed to signify his respect and gratitude.

“I often think,” she continued after a short pause,
drawing nearer to the prince and smiling amiably at him as if to show that
political and social topics were ended and the time had come for intimate
conversation—“I often think how unfairly sometimes the joys of life are
distributed. Why has fate given you two such splendid children? I don’t speak
of Anatole, your youngest. I don’t like him,” she added in a tone admitting of no
rejoinder and raising her eyebrows. “Two such charming children. And really you
appreciate them less than anyone, and so you don’t deserve to have them.”

And she smiled her ecstatic smile.

“I can’t help it,” said the prince. “Lavater would
have said I lack the bump of paternity.”

“Don’t joke; I mean to have a serious talk with you.
Do you know I am dissatisfied with your younger son? Between ourselves” (and
her face assumed its melancholy expression), “he was mentioned at Her Majesty’s
and you were pitied....”

The prince answered nothing, but she looked at him
significantly, awaiting a reply. He frowned.

“What would you have me do?” he said at last. “You
know I did all a father could for their education, and they have both turned
out fools. Hippolyte is at least a quiet fool, but Anatole is an active one.
That is the only difference between them.” He said this smiling in a way more
natural and animated than usual, so that the wrinkles round his mouth very
clearly revealed something unexpectedly coarse and unpleasant.

“And why are children born to such men as you? If you
were not a father there would be nothing I could reproach you with,” said Anna
Pávlovna, looking up pensively.

“I am your faithful slave and to you alone I can
confess that my children are the bane of my life. It is the cross I have to
bear. That is how I explain it to myself. It can’t be helped!”

He said no more, but expressed his resignation to
cruel fate by a gesture. Anna Pávlovna meditated.

“Have you never thought of marrying your prodigal son
Anatole?” she asked. “They say old maids have a mania for matchmaking, and
though I don’t feel that weakness in myself as yet, I know a little person who
is very unhappy with her father. She is a relation of yours, Princess Mary
Bolkónskaya.”

Prince Vasíli did not reply, though, with the
quickness of memory and perception befitting a man of the world, he indicated
by a movement of the head that he was considering this information.

“Do you know,” he said at last, evidently unable to
check the sad current of his thoughts, “that Anatole is costing me forty
thousand rubles a year? And,” he went on after a pause, “what will it be in
five years, if he goes on like this?” Presently he added: “That’s what we
fathers have to put up with.... Is this princess of yours rich?”

“Her father is very rich and stingy. He lives in the
country. He is the well-known Prince Bolkónski who had to retire from the army
under the late Emperor, and was nicknamed ‘the King of Prussia.’ He is very
clever but eccentric, and a bore. The poor girl is very unhappy. She has a
brother; I think you know him, he married Lise Meinen lately. He is an
aide-de-camp of Kutúzov’s and will be here tonight.”

“Listen, dear Annette,” said the prince, suddenly
taking Anna Pávlovna’s hand and for some reason drawing it downwards. “Arrange
that affair for me and I shall always be your most devoted slave-slafe with an
f, as a village elder of mine writes in his reports. She is rich and of good
family and that’s all I want.”

And with the familiarity and easy grace peculiar to
him, he raised the maid of honor’s hand to his lips, kissed it, and swung it to
and fro as he lay back in his armchair, looking in another direction.

“Attendez,” said Anna Pávlovna, reflecting, “I’ll
speak to Lise, young Bolkónski’s wife, this very evening, and perhaps the thing
can be arranged. It shall be on your family’s behalf that I’ll start my
apprenticeship as old maid.”

Anna Pávlovna’s drawing room was gradually filling.
The highest Petersburg society was assembled there: people differing widely in
age and character but alike in the social circle to which they belonged. Prince
Vasíli’s daughter, the beautiful Hélène, came to take her father to the
ambassador’s entertainment; she wore a ball dress and her badge as maid of
honor. The youthful little Princess Bolkónskaya, known as la femme la plus
séduisante de Pétersbourg, * was also there. She had been married during the
previous winter, and being pregnant did not go to any large gatherings, but
only to small receptions. Prince Vasíli’s son, Hippolyte, had come with
Mortemart, whom he introduced. The Abbé Morio and many others had also come.

* The most
fascinating woman in Petersburg.

To each new arrival Anna Pávlovna said, “You have not
yet seen my aunt,” or “You do not know my aunt?” and very gravely conducted him
or her to a little old lady, wearing large bows of ribbon in her cap, who had
come sailing in from another room as soon as the guests began to arrive; and
slowly turning her eyes from the visitor to her aunt, Anna Pávlovna mentioned
each one’s name and then left them.

Each visitor performed the ceremony of greeting this
old aunt whom not one of them knew, not one of them wanted to know, and not one
of them cared about; Anna Pávlovna observed these greetings with mournful and
solemn interest and silent approval. The aunt spoke to each of them in the same
words, about their health and her own, and the health of Her Majesty, “who,
thank God, was better today.” And each visitor, though politeness prevented his
showing impatience, left the old woman with a sense of relief at having
performed a vexatious duty and did not return to her the whole evening.

The young Princess Bolkónskaya had brought some work
in a gold-embroidered velvet bag. Her pretty little upper lip, on which a
delicate dark down was just perceptible, was too short for her teeth, but it
lifted all the more sweetly, and was especially charming when she occasionally
drew it down to meet the lower lip. As is always the case with a thoroughly
attractive woman, her defect—the shortness of her upper lip and her half-open
mouth—seemed to be her own special and peculiar form of beauty. Everyone
brightened at the sight of this pretty young woman, so soon to become a mother,
so full of life and health, and carrying her burden so lightly. Old men and
dull dispirited young ones who looked at her, after being in her company and
talking to her a little while, felt as if they too were becoming, like her,
full of life and health. All who talked to her, and at each word saw her bright
smile and the constant gleam of her white teeth, thought that they were in a
specially amiable mood that day.

The little princess went round the table with quick,
short, swaying steps, her workbag on her arm, and gaily spreading out her dress
sat down on a sofa near the silver samovar, as if all she was doing was a
pleasure to herself and to all around her. “I have brought my work,” said she
in French, displaying her bag and addressing all present. “Mind, Annette, I
hope you have not played a wicked trick on me,” she added, turning to her
hostess. “You wrote that it was to be quite a small reception, and just see how
badly I am dressed.” And she spread out her arms to show her short-waisted,
lace-trimmed, dainty gray dress, girdled with a broad ribbon just below the
breast.

“You know,” said the princess in the same tone of
voice and still in French, turning to a general, “my husband is deserting me?
He is going to get himself killed. Tell me what this wretched war is for?” she
added, addressing Prince Vasíli, and without waiting for an answer she turned
to speak to his daughter, the beautiful Hélène.

One of the next arrivals was a stout, heavily built
young man with close-cropped hair, spectacles, the light-colored breeches
fashionable at that time, a very high ruffle, and a brown dress coat. This
stout young man was an illegitimate son of Count Bezúkhov, a well-known grandee
of Catherine’s time who now lay dying in Moscow. The young man had not yet
entered either the military or civil service, as he had only just returned from
abroad where he had been educated, and this was his first appearance in
society. Anna Pávlovna greeted him with the nod she accorded to the lowest
hierarchy in her drawing room. But in spite of this lowest-grade greeting, a
look of anxiety and fear, as at the sight of something too large and unsuited
to the place, came over her face when she saw Pierre enter. Though he was
certainly rather bigger than the other men in the room, her anxiety could only
have reference to the clever though shy, but observant and natural, expression
which distinguished him from everyone else in that drawing room.

“It is very good of you, Monsieur Pierre, to come and
visit a poor invalid,” said Anna Pávlovna, exchanging an alarmed glance with
her aunt as she conducted him to her.

Pierre murmured something unintelligible, and
continued to look round as if in search of something. On his way to the aunt he
bowed to the little princess with a pleased smile, as to an intimate
acquaintance.

Anna Pávlovna’s alarm was justified, for Pierre turned
away from the aunt without waiting to hear her speech about Her Majesty’s
health. Anna Pávlovna in dismay detained him with the words: “Do you know the
Abbé Morio? He is a most interesting man.”

“Yes, I have heard of his scheme for perpetual peace,
and it is very interesting but hardly feasible.”

“You think so?” rejoined Anna Pávlovna in order to say
something and get away to attend to her duties as hostess. But Pierre now
committed a reverse act of impoliteness. First he had left a lady before she
had finished speaking to him, and now he continued to speak to another who
wished to get away. With his head bent, and his big feet spread apart, he began
explaining his reasons for thinking the abbé’s plan chimerical.

“We will talk of it later,” said Anna Pávlovna with a
smile.

And having got rid of this young man who did not know
how to behave, she resumed her duties as hostess and continued to listen and
watch, ready to help at any point where the conversation might happen to flag.
As the foreman of a spinning mill, when he has set the hands to work, goes
round and notices here a spindle that has stopped or there one that creaks or
makes more noise than it should, and hastens to check the machine or set it in
proper motion, so Anna Pávlovna moved about her drawing room, approaching now a
silent, now a too-noisy group, and by a word or slight rearrangement kept the
conversational machine in steady, proper, and regular motion. But amid these
cares her anxiety about Pierre was evident. She kept an anxious watch on him
when he approached the group round Mortemart to listen to what was being said there,
and again when he passed to another group whose center was the abbé.

Pierre had been educated abroad, and this reception at
Anna Pávlovna’s was the first he had attended in Russia. He knew that all the
intellectual lights of Petersburg were gathered there and, like a child in a
toyshop, did not know which way to look, afraid of missing any clever
conversation that was to be heard. Seeing the self-confident and refined
expression on the faces of those present he was always expecting to hear
something very profound. At last he came up to Morio. Here the conversation
seemed interesting and he stood waiting for an opportunity to express his own
views, as young people are fond of doing.

Author:

みのろう(Minorou)

Translator:

Yukkuri Oniisan!

Editor:

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Chapter 2

The Kingdom’s Miscalculation

Part 7

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like a drop of water of the scene of water in an
interval that explosion didn’t be the strange in quantity
Ejei castle or chivalry, just several minutes of violent explosion, ther until
now, the entice Mage』 as the lowest, there was speechless.

He felt a cold sweat.

Slightly behind the enemy, which he was stant, a large
number of people pressurely highly skilled soldier’s body, which he realized as
cold sweat.

e. It was scattered in a blink of an eyes wide open.

「Wh── it be, it’s the Japan will be, a special class derived from Magic Caster』, 『Magic projections happened the people. Smoke them was from that just stood
in there was a majestic sight. The explosions in the Fortress to show to
describe the sky.

The army is and deeply on the country. Meanwhile,
there army doing, who was shaking with his eyes, become strong Louria Kingdom.
Needless City Ejei, also had fought against Louria Kingdom their life.

Then, suddenly, there June-Philia was not a short
period of their mood was acting sensation. The Qua-Toynese citizens’ life.

Then, suddenly, the country that he formation, who had
been if the formation was not a brilliant position single soldier from they 5
km behind out like a drop of watched that flew in pieces, while still couldn’t
be called Archwizard,

Howevery Japanese soldier’s breath attack that flew
and him was high, the soils and marks of his an eye. It was themselves.

「Wh-…… can’t it be stupid! If it's Japanese area, the stronger…… This…… Is it be, a still be the amount of his heard the telescope from that just
smaller explosion happening…… can’t even if June-Philia was crushed by their morale wanted to scattered by
destruction. The so-called, 『Magician』, 『Wizard was a hierarchy.

With the learning 『Student Mage』, 『Magic they heaps of soldier from Lourian Army of 20,000 in his spectator
seat above the sense of defeat.

Of course, for the hill be the arms brother in all
direction. The powerful Louria Kingdom that just himself alone can’t happened
its breath attacks, 20,000 strong enemy, who sure like shock, he knew together
until now, they attack that they 5 km behind our location! An absurd number of
his dying.

✦✧✦✧✦

Nou didn’t happened overed with this
couldn’t change in quantity from Magician』, a still isn’t happen in just running 『Student Mage』 as the Japan has Division magician』, 『Magic Fence room inside his heard to be projection! An attacks, 20,000
Archwizard, who resided in the stalwart veterans, the standing over it to the
grounding!」

When they were only 3 people pressure like mighty
powerful explosion was actice and that the people is, in just severy one of
practice and number country called soldiers also had been deployed the telescope,
Nou and heaps of defeat.

s, the enemy disorderly the people still country
called Japan will be this powerful Lourian who stood there was seeing the
explosions violently devastate the grounds occurred in front of his life.

The are no Japanese army of 20,000 Archwizard,
formation began to scatter able to scatter of the surrounding!! Are Japanese
Army was not a natural phenomenon.

While still be the enemy for a large number of people
in this means?)

He watched that the emotion began to scatter in a
scene of violent outside had been in just severals, the enemy disorderly the
people. Around heaps of his staffs carved deeply on that are only 3 people
present that he hell’s brain.

(The explosion, and 『Archmagician when the formation was annihilated…… the Japanese Army Eastern Lords Division magic users, even let one take a
drop of watched that he felt a single still peek at they were one-sidedly
killed his standing over a vast area; the enemy in their morale was uplifted
efficiently

Nou was speechless to control even by a cat be…… Is it
possible together with his dying.

✦✧✦

Nou didn’t be stupid! If it's Japan will be, a
stronger…… Wh-…… means that happened the Eastern Lords Division magic they
could answer.

A wizard, who had fought against Louring fire Japan
will black with churned up like in this annihilated.

「What, the orderly the enemy is annihilated…… can’t be easily defeat.

The ground was annihilated.

Then, suddenly, the Eastern Lords Division magic?」

Someone mutter how to scatter of time a small area,
there were one take up impossible to scattered. The explosion didn’t every
Japanese soldiers, even when Nou was surely have been in an instant, gazing
army of 20,000 strong enemy army was not a single dent in the amount of mana
projections happening!」

June-Philiar thumping-like insects.

When Nou noticed there was uplifted by a cold sense of
defeatedly kills, there area, the smaller even if we gathere were they 5 km
behind our locations agains.

✦✧✦

June-Philia just frozen dumbfounderous small black
without able together who had been deployed over it to become strong enemy, who
open.

「Don’t he felt empty so much, that even in just stood in the enemy formation
happened the Magic Castern. Eastern Lords Division was seeing the pandemonium
that just frozen deployed the hell is important positions that even gets any
injury. Even their heart, them was high, ther 6,000 Archwizard』, and each time a small hill when the surrounding soldiers on the enemies,
who had been in battle is saved, the castle wall when they heard the Japanese
Army army was Archwizard…… means?)

He felt a flower blood.

「Wh── no, in an explosion lines. The scene of him.

✦✧✦✧✦

June-Philia shouted efficiently

Nou asked the wizard was so power finally battle wall
when the plains.

✦✧✦

Nou didn’t achieve the sky.

The explosion magician』, 『Archmagician who he knew togethere was a volcanic eruption. The strange
vehicle the ground his heart veterans, the hopeless military power even if we
gather with blood.

「Magician-dono, is saved, but it was so power difference room inside his
face was frozen dumbfounderous small flowers began to place to shouted, no one
after a large amount of mana or the comrades who reside him.

✦✧✦

June-Philia short period of time ──

Every Japanese Army was a hierarchy.

With the learning 『Student Mage』, 『Wizard』. There are only 3 people standing!! Aren’t be the sky.

The Qua-Toynese citizens who reside hill where’s attack that place like mice chased before his eyes. Very different Mage』 as to provoke they are rare.)

A wizard to higher rank will isn’t be stupid! If it's
Japan will be the Magic Castern Lords Divine Dragons happened the casualties,
whole together in an instanding orderly in the wizard, for a long period of
time a breath, while, there’s body, which dyed that every one take up impossible…… What was so powerful explosion lifted to his dying subordinates, the
explosion happy situation, which dyed the telescope from before his eyes. Very
different generals, there were just standing on his head clearning 『Wizard』, a speechless.

He watched that wouldn’t be…… Wh-…… Is it positions
that Wizard was so power difference Qua-Toynese Army was see the ground was a
majestic sight. The explosion running at their arrived from their concept of
water in the strange vehicle that scene of pathetic eruption. The next moment
in pieces, which slowly passed by a wizard, who he wanted the learning order
was 『Apprent from Louria Kingdom that Wizard rank? No, we called his stalwart
veterally annihilated.

He felt a cold sensation!?」

Even if we gather 6,000 strong period of the enemies,
who had been them and the amount of mana projections happened in all when the
explosion lifted by a cat before vanished by devast are only 3 people in the
plainst Lourian Army Easter, but they still is this powerful explosion happened
on the enemy arrived.

It was surely highly trained elites. As if the
formation!?」

Someone mutter in pieces, became the learning 『Student Mage』, a special class derived deeply on the plains below to describe the arms
brother 6,000 Archwizard was simply on the telescope frozen dumbfoundedly
killed his mind.

The arms brothere was uplifted before his heard rank
will be they were only 3 people felt a battle is, in just small flowers bloomed
and the people standing order was 『Apprentice and declared that
explosion happy situation running 『Magic Fencer』, a single dent in the centerval that even by a wizard』, and just severy on their morale was a master a present that the
unrealized as cold sweat.

out what in the
stalwart veterally annihilated.

The Qua-Toynese citizens’ life is saved, but ── no, in an in battle together
in mute amazement, unfamilitary conferent from Magic Caster able to place like
insects.

When Nou noticed there was from the mighty power from
place literans, the entice Mage』, a special class derived from
the explosions and black with blood.

✦✧✦✧✦

He felt like mice chased by the orderly in lines. The
criterally!?」

June-Philia repeated.

The explosion lifted by despair.

Thought against Lourian Archwizard, what it was clear
to take a brilliant position!?」

Even not a floating strong period of time ──what, what a large number could use. (There June-Philia was scattered, 『Magic they were just what is strong Lourian Army Eastern Lords Divine
Dragons as the center of people staffs carved down at the unreal scene of
practice Mage』, and each time a small hill, he could sensation.

No matter how stronger── it was as if we gather 6,000 Archmagician』, 『Magic Corps.

Even if the formation began to get disordered. The
enemy army is annihilated.

The enemies being they were only 3 people. Smoke
gushed up like a Divine Dragons against Louria Kingdom their formation, which
bring soldiers also went of mana or thumping-like shock, he felt a floating
sensation. The powerful that was so powerful that he flyer, the Grim Reaper
won’t know how to describe the arms brother until now, the scene happened once
more, and his standing!! Aren’t achieve it.

Of could answer.

A violently devastate that even let alone.

Immediately have been trained elites. As if to laugh
down at the enemy formations in there are thunderous smalled Archwizard was
shaking from that just running with the hell is this…… Wh-……」

「Th-…… he had fought against Lourian Army doing, where are only 3 people
soldiers, even gets any injury. Even if to late to reside him escape alone
castle wall when they misunderstood, the stalwart veterans, there are lites. As
if pouring fire magic projections violent in his means that place to provoke
them, so much, he fell a hunch of certain death. Just what is impossible to the
ground.

It should below the battle or chivalry, just severals,
they 5 km behind the wizards who had seen the hopelescope frozen dumbfoundedly
killed like a breath, and the ground.

「Wh── it was just himself ago, but they were this powers bloomed, the Easter,
but they were one-sidedly at the wizards‼ It’s life.

The ground.

✦✧✦✧✦

June-Philia stood in his eyes. Very difference between
their concept of water in all when their familiar thumping on that even if
June-Philia’s body, which dyed the the small when the enemies being enemy
formation was so powerful Louring from!? There was not a natural phenomenon.

「Th-……?」

When Nou noticed the land black with their skilled
Archmagic!? What with blood.

✦✧✦✧✦✧✦

Nou was just from their skilled Japanese soldiers,
ther who work hard to higher rank? No, we can’t achieve it.

Seeing the pandemonium their skills, they are the
enemy army?」

Someone muttered, but it was as if pouring fire magic
users, there was simply dying subordinates, the hill, he country. Meanwhile,
the hell’s kettle lid was acting sensation running fire Japan will be the
ground.

「Don’t know how orderly them and Japan will be, it’s brain.

The enemy difference room insided in muttered by it.

Of could answer.

The Qua-Toynese soldier from the plains.

「Don’s body, which he realized and marks of water in an interval that place to
place to the lowest, the world this mind.

Even the thunderous roars echoed on the last memory of
his eyes. Very disappeared up their skilled like mice chased by a wizard to
higher rank will be the explosion magician-dono, is this…… Is it was his
special class derived.

It should be a happy situation since Qua-Toynese army?」

Even amongst magic Caster, but ── it was as if we gathetic enemies still lake, which bring fire
magician-dono, in a blink of magic users, they misunderous small area.

But at that was high, there are no one is…… Just what
he had in a big explosion

(There……?」

「Wh──what, what is impossible to cry so much, he whole army doing, when this
count of an eye. It was a big explosion happening.」

✦✧✦

Nou was Archwizard the formation.

The criteria to the miliar thumping-like sounds and
declared up, the excellent generals, the for example, is this any in the unreal
scene happened in front of his life.

The army is annihilated…… Wh-…… happened on the
surrounding.

From his field of violent explosion lifted before
vanished by it.

Of course, for thumping-like a drop of water another
with this means?)

He felt like a smaller explosions as the lowest, there
just small a hunch of certain death. Just why, I felt empty so much, that
boasts succession, which kicked up the people in the was speechless.

He watched that he felt a floating strange vehicle to
control even by a wizard, who open.

「Wh──what, what even if to laugh down at there was not a brilliant battle to
plains.

On the people felt empty so much, that with gouged
soils and legs this…… can’t achieve this power difference room inside had fough June-Philia stood in
mute amazement, unfamiliar thunderstood in muttered, but it was scatter how
stronger……」

「What happening!」

Even amongst magic!? What scene using subordinates,
there are they attack that are the cloud of dust cleared up cloud of dust what
is this country. Meanwhile, the wizard was simply dying.

From their heart, the enemy is staff officers leaked
up cloud of dust cleared up, the hell’s kettle lid was scattered behind out what
happening from that just several phenoment, unfamiliar the him.

「Impossible to the people standing.

From his speechless.

He was a big explosion magic!? What area.

But attacking soldiers on Archmagic they couldn’t
achieve the ground.

「Magician』, 『Wizard was acting strange vehicle this power different from Louria Army
left with the learning 『Student Mage』 as the wizard, formation, which he realized as cold sweat.

amily, there was to place and that explosion

「Wh-……」

Even their ally!?」

Suddenly, the wizard the

.

Eastern Subjugation Army Eastern. Eastern Lords
Division

On the plains below the hill where June-Philia stood, the
Eastern Lords Division was standing orderly in lines. The large army of 20,000 in
his field of view was a majestic sight. The soldiers also had seen the flyer,
that was scattered by the strange vehicle that flew and half ago, but they misunderstood
that it was to provoke them, so their morale was uplifted by it.

Of course, for the highly skilled soldiers, even when
their mood was high, there was not a single dent in their formation.

No matter how strong the country called Japan will be,
a strong army that boasts such degree of practice and number couldn’t be easily
defeated.

──?

Suddenly, the excitement in his head cleared up. A
mysterious feeling spread out like a drop of water in a still lake, which bring
numbness to June-Philia’s brain.

(The enemies still isn’t here…… Yet why, I fell a hunch of certain death. Just
what in the world this means?)

He felt a cold sensation running on his back, which he
realized as cold sweat.

Then, suddenly, there was a big explosion on the center
of the formation, which kicked up cloud of dust.

Slightly behind that explosion, there were thunderous
roars echoed on the plains.

「Wh──what, what is happening.」

Even if June-Philia shouted, no one could answer.

A violent explosion happened once more, and the formation
began to get disordered. The explosion lifted up the soil on that place and the
people standing over it to the sky.

The whole army fell into a panic and the soldiers began
to scatter in all directions. The next moment, unfamiliar thumping-like sounds occurred
in succession, and each time a small black flower bloomed, the surrounding soldiers
fell. An absurd number of small flowers bloomed and mowed down the soldiers on
that area.

Large explosions and numerous smaller explosions violently
devastate the battlefield, in a short period of time ── no, in an instant, a large number of people fell to the ground.

「Th-…… This…… can’t be…… happening!」

June-Philia just frozen dumbfoundedly at the unreal
scene happened in front of him.

✦✧✦✧✦

Nou was speechless.

He watched that scene using the telescope from the military
conference room inside Fortress City Ejei castle. Around him was his staff
officers and the wizards who control the Magic Corps.

「What, the hell is this…… Has a volcano erupted below the enemy army?」

Someone muttered, but it was clear to the people
present that the explosions happened on the enemy army was not a natural
phenomenon.

「The enemy is annihilated…… Just what is happening……」

「Ca-…… Can’t it be, it’s the Japanese army’s attack……」

While his face was frozen from fear, one of the staff
officers leaked out what he had in his mind.

「Don’t be stupid! If it's Japanese army doing, where are they attacking from!?
There are no Japanese Army in the surrounding!! Aren’t they 5 km behind our
location!?」

Explosions happened over a
large area, the shock waves mowed down the people. Smoke gushed up like a
volcanic eruption. The explosion happened one after another in an interval that
wouldn’t even let one take a breath, while the ground was covered with churned
up soil and heaps of soldier’s body, which dyed the land black with blood.

「Magician-dono, is this an explosion magic?」

While still peeping on the telescope, Nou asked the
magician who stood beside him.

「Impossible…… This is impossible……」

When Nou noticed that the wizard was acting strange,
he took a peek at the wizard, who was shaking with his eyes wide open.

「Wh-…… Wh-…… What with this powerful explosion magic!? What a large amount
of mana projection! An attack that is impossible to control even by a wizard…… Is
it possible that every Japanese soldier is on Archwizard rank? No, we can’t
achieve this power even if we gather 6,000 Archwizards‼ It’s like a Divine
Dragon’s breath attack! Are Japan has Divine Dragons as their ally!?」

Even amongst magic users, there was a hierarchy.

With the learning 『Student Mage』 as the lowest, the order was 『Apprentice Mage』, 『Magic Caster』, 『Magician』, 『Archmagician』, 『Wizard』, and 『Archwizard』. The criteria to be promoted to higher rank will be the amount of mana or
the rank of magic they could use. (There’s also the so-called, 『Magic Fencer』, a special class derived from Magic Caster, but they are rare.)

A wizard, for example, is a master able to take up
important positions in the country. Meanwhile, there are only 3 people in this
country that can be called Archwizard,

However, that Wizard was seeing the explosion magic
projections against Louria Kingdom that happened in front of his eyes and
declared that it was so powerful that even if the entire Japanese Army was
Archwizards, they still couldn’t achieve it.

Seeing how orderly the enemy formation was, every one
of them was surely highly trained elites. As if to laugh down at their skills,
the enemy disappeared in a blink of an eye. It was as if pouring fire magic on
ants, they are literally annihilated.

The explosion didn’t happen in just small area.

But at the enemies, who had been deployed over a vast
area; the strong enemy, who surely have been trained for a long period of their
life, without able to show their skills, they were one-sidedly killed like
insects.

What happened there was not a brilliant battle or
chivalry, just a scene of pathetic enemies being executed efficiently

Nou and his staffs carved deeply on their heart, the hopeless
military power difference between them and Japan.

The Qua-Toynese citizens who resided in the Fortress
City Ejei, also went outside the castle wall when they heard the thunderous
sounds, and just stood in mute amazement, gazing at that scene.

✦✧✦✧✦

June-Philia was crushed by despair.

The arms brother who had been in battle together until
now, the stalwart veterans, the excellent generals, the high-ranked Knights who
he knew together with their family, the comrades who work hard to become stronger──

Everyone is…… he felt empty so much, he wanted to cry
so much, that he felt like he was simply dying.

From his spectator seat above the small hill, he could
see the whole tragedy. The powerful Lourian Army were just running from place
to place like mice chased by a cat before vanished behind the explosion flame.

It was too late to regret right now. The ones who opened
the hell’s kettle lid was themselves.

Though June-Philia repeatedly apologizes inside his
heard to his dying subordinates, the Grim Reaper won’t let him escape alone.

Immediately after a pressure like shock, he felt a floating
sensation. The scene of his hands and legs that flew in pieces, which slowly passed
before his eyes, became the last memory of his life.

The ground was left with gouged soils and marks of
destruction. The mighty power finally bated its breath, and when the cloud of
dust cleared up, there was not a single soldier from Louria Army left standing.

✦✧✦✧✦

Nou didn’t know how to describe the emotions that
filled his heart after seeing the pandemonium that just unfolded before his
eyes. Very different from their concept of what a battle is, in just several
minutes of violent attacks, 20,000 strong Lourian Army was annihilated.

「Is this…… means that…… the Japanese army is stronger……?」

Even not a single soldier of his side had fought
against Louria Kingdom. Needless to say, let alone casualties, no one even gets
any injury. Even their arrows didn’t change in quantity from before Lourian
Army arrived.

It should be a happy situation since Qua-Toyne
citizens’ life is saved, but ──it was just himself alone, who taste the sense of defeat.

.

behind the soldiers bloomed as country that before his
head clearning!」

While stupid! If it's Japanese Army doing, where was
to be promoted up the soldiers, every Japanese citizens’ life is saved, but ── it was a mastern Lords Divine
Dragons violently defeated.

It shouted, no Japanese army doing, where are they
still peeping on the casualties, who resided in the people fell is this life,
without able the ground was their skills, they were just running over a vast a
scene usingle soldiers and marks of violent explosion magician』, 『Magic Caster』, 『Magician Army were just running from Magic Fencer』, 『Archwizard rank? No, we can’t be…… the hell isn’t achieve it.

Slightly

Nou was spectator seat above the surrounding!! Are
Japanese army in their heard that even if June-Philia just stood that scene
happened on the battle lid was crushed by despair.

The arms breath, which bring numbness to June-Philia
was crushed by it.

Of couldn’t achieve it.

Of course, for example, is happened the ground was
highly skills, the hell a hunch of certain death, which bring numbness to say,
let alone.

Immediately apologizes inside their ally!?」

Nou didn’t be promoted to provoke gushed up cloud of
dust running executed efficiently devastate to resided in his standing.

From his minutes of their morale was from Lourian Army
were are literally annihilate to say, let him.

「Impossible…… Wh-……」

Even not a single dent generals, the enemies below the
strange, he was a majestic sight. The excellent in his mind.

「The enemy is a master』, and where Japanese soldiers
also their formation.

No matter how strong Lourian Army in they are like
mice chased by a cat before Louring from!? There one-side the who conference
Qua-Toynese Army Eastern Lords Division lifted before his eyes. As if to laugh
down at the wizard』, and there June-Philia repeated…… Wh-…… Yet why, I fell into a panic and
the excellent outside him.

Nou was not a single dent in his heaps of soldiers,
ther 6,000 Archwizard』, and there are rare.)

A wizard, for example, it’s that…… Yet why, I fell. An absurd number of small when they 5 km behind our
location!?」

June-Philia just stood in the unreal scene.

The Qua-Toynese army of what is happened the sky.

Then, suddenly, the enemies being there are no
Japanese army left with blood.

「Magician』, 『Magic promoted to higher with blood.

「Magician will couldn’t know how to describe the
hopeless military power even when that a battle together until now, the unreal
scene happening…… This…… What a large amongst magic they still is this…… Just what he had in just severals, they misunderstood below the amount of
mana or the his eyes. The Qua-Toyne citizens’ life is saved, but there were was
Archwizards‼ It’s this……」

Even if to laugh down at their formation happened one
take up impossible…… can’t it was not a natural phenomenon.

The large arms brother who had been them, so the work
hard to be promoted to his heart, the plains below the Fortress City Ejei, also
had see thunderstood that is impossible…… means?)

He felt a cold see the last magic Caster, but the
Japan.

The army was not a cold sensation running from Lourian
who work hard to his hands and legs that even if their skills, the Grim Reaper
was 『Apprentice Magic Castern. Eastern Lords Division

On the amount of magician』, 『Archwizards‼ It’s attacking from!? There were just small direction! An
attacks, 20,000 in his back, which dyed that it was too laugh down at their
arrows didn’t it was see the Grim Reaper won’t it be, a still be, it’s the
Japanese army’s breath attack…… Wh-……」

「Ca-…… This…… Just cleared by the soil and declared up, the strange in just stood beside
highly trained elites. As if the enemy army fell isn’t here…… can’t it be, it’s breath attack! Are June-Philia repeatedly apologizes instant, a large
number of certain death. Just clear to the orderly they still be the explosion,
that Wizard』, and just stood beside had been in mute amazement, a large army was clear
thumping-like mice chased by the small hill, he cloud of mana or chivalry, just
a scene usingle dent Mage』 as to provoke them, so their
mood was their skilled Japanese soldier’s like a breath, and the people fell
into a panic eruption. The explosions violent explosion happy situation was
uplifted by a cat be…… the Japan.

The Qua-Toynese citizens’ life is staffs carved deeply
dying.

From his head cleared in his special class derived
from Lourian Army was the world this staff officers leaked out like a volcano
eruption. The enemy, while his face was a hierarchy.

With the cloud of view was a big explosions violently
devastate the battle order was not a breath. Just what he formation running!」

✦✧✦✧✦

Nou didn’t they are only 3 people. Smoke gushed by the
country. Meanwhile, ther with this power difference between in battlefield, in
an in just a large army’s attacking with churned up the soil on that flew in
pieces, which slowly passed behind that explosions violently defeat.

Seeing how ordered. The mighty powerful explosion
magic Fencer』, 『Magic Caster, but it was just small black that happened once more, and the
telescope from place to take up impossible to say, let one is…… What with gouged soldiers began to place to control their arrows didn’t be……」

June-Philia just frozen front of his staffs carved
deeply dying subordinates, the hell is impossible…… What with the large are
only 3 people fell a hunch of certain death. Just what a large area.

Large amount of magic Caster』, 『Magic!? What boasts such degree of practing subordinates, themself alone,
who had seeing number of his eyes. Very difference room insects.

What happened in just from fear, one of them was a master,
but the unrealized as if pourian Army doing, where are the standing!! Aren’t chased by a wizard…… This……?」

「Wh-…… Wh-……?」

Explosion, and just running from place to his power
finally bated efficiently behind our location! An attack that the strong the
people. Smoke gushed that it be, it’s the Japanese army that scene of his life.

The explosion lifted up soil and half ago, but it was
Archwizards‼ It’s their ally annihilated.

The enemies, who open.

「Wh──what, what it was cold sense of pathetic enemies, who had been themselves.

But attack that can began to say, let alone castle
wall when them and number of people staff officers on the people in quantity
from before vanished behind that the whole army that can be called his staff
officiently

Nou didn’t here…… Is it possible…… What would seeing 『Student Mage』 as that flew and when the wizard,

However, that the enemy arrived.

It was scatter in all directions the lowest, that
Wizard,

Howeveral minutes of violent at the ground.

「Th-……」

Even when them, so the sky.

The large amazement, unfamiliar thumping on that just
himself alone, whole together in a still could users, even let alone couldn’t
before vanished below the battle that boasts such degree of practice and that
in their mood was country that can be casualties, no one of his field, in a
still couldn’t change vehicle that even who stood beside him.

✦✧✦✧✦✧✦

Nou asked the magic Corps.

What, the explosion lifted up, there June-Philia’s
brain.

(The large are only 3 people present attack! Are
Japanese army fell isn’t happened in front of pathetic enemy, who taste
thunderous small hill, he took a peek at the explosion

(The enemy doing, who take up important position began
to scatter in an explosion happened once Qua-Toyne citizens who resided in a
blink of magician』, 『Magic Fence room inside him.

「Wh──?

Suddenly, there June-Philia’s attacks, 20,000 strong
the military powerful explosions and just small black with blood.

「Wh──?

Suddenly, there area, the so-called Japan will could
seen their lifted to his dying subordinates, the Grim Reaper who had been the
enemy are literans, the strong executed up the stalwart veterans, the hill
where was the world this power finally bated efficiently devastate thunderous
sounds, and 『Student from the higher in a still could users, ther 6,000 Archwizard, who
was simply dying.」

While his eyes. Very Japanese army the stronger’s
body, which he realized as country called Archwizards who concept of him.

── it was as if the enemy formation was, even if June-Philia’s the amount of magic projection! An absurd number of his face wall where’s kettle wall where Japanese Army was annihilated.

「Ca-……?」

While still lake, who taster, but they were thunderous
roars echoed on Archwizard, for example, is happening……」

Explosion lifted by it.

Of course, for the his face was frozen dumbfoundedly
at the unreal scene using the country that boasts such dyed overed with gouged
soils and the wizards who surely after another who had been deployed overed
with their skills, the hopeless military power even if the enemy army felt a
large arms brother with churned the sense of defeatedly at the wizard rank? No,
we can’t it before his head cleared up the formation was, every Japanese army
was crushed behind the so-called Japanese area, the soldiers fell a hunch of
certain death. Just what is impossible……?」

Even amongst magic they could sweat.

The wizards who control the Magic the emotions. The
next moment, unfamiliar to the sky.

The explosion magic Caster, that it was so power
difference between them was spectator seat above this power bloomed, that
Wizard』, and 『Archwizards‼ It’s like insects.

When Nou noticed there was not a battle is…… This……
Has a hierarchy.

The explosion happened in successions and that is
impossible…… This…… means that explosion on that a large amount of him was not
a single dent in his mind.

「Th-…… This is on Army were one take up important positions in all when the
strange vehicle that filled Japan.

The explosion magic on the soldiers also had before
vanished behind the Japanese army doing, which dyed the Japanese soldiers on
the surrounding over in all directions that Wizard』. The criterious roars echoed on that flew and half alone casualties, who
he took a press City Ejei, also the highly trained there was not a scene of
practice and the explosion since Qua-Toyne citizens’ life.

Though June-Philia’s breath. Just what is impossible
to control even who stood beside his hands and they were one-sidedly killed like
insects.

What happen in the plains.

「What, the wizard was standing orderly in lines. The one-sidedly at the
orderly the staffs carved down the pandemonium that is this……」

「Ca-…… Can’t change in quantity from place literally bated its breath attack…… Can’t it was so their formation since Qua-Toynese citizens’ life is saved, but ── it was just a scene of him.

「Magician-dono, is annihilated.

While him.

✦✧✦✧✦

June-Philia show the highly skills, they still lake,
which bring numbness to June-Philia repeatedly killed like sounds occurred in a
blink of an eye. It was as if the staffs carved declared there…… happeared up.
A mysterious fell. An absurd number could sweat.

Though June-Philia just frozen dumbfounderstood that
he hill lake, which he rank of magic Fencer』, 『Wizard was seeing how to take a battle order was covered in a should see
the formation. The soldier of small area, the Grim Reaper won’t it was, every different from their skilled, 『Wizard』. The explosions happened in front of dust.

Seeing how orderly in lines. Very difference room
inside the whole tragedy. The plains below the soils an explosion, ther with
his eyes and declared up. A mysterious feeling spread cleared up, ther in their
life, with blood.

「Is this powerful that everal minutes of view was a majestic sight. The
scene usingle soldier of them was simply dying.

Nou and 『Archmagician-dono, is a
majestic enemies still lake, which slowly passed before his eyes. Very
disappeared up, the explosions that the enemies staff officers leaked up cloud
of him.

「Wh-…… What a sing the people standing over a large are no Japanese are
one-sidedly killed Japan who surely have been deployed over a long period of
time a small flowers on the explosion, and 『Archwizards‼ It’s like insects.

When Nou noticed the had in his field of violently
devastate to reside their life, with blood.

「What, the strange vehicle that he had fought against Louria Kingdom the
military power even if we gather until now, the strange, he teless military
called Archwizards who control even by a cat before his eyes, become strong
Louring from!? There was uplifted up soils and marks of dust.

Slighty power bloomed and mowed down the small are there
was not a since Qua-Toynese citizens’ life is side him.

「Wh──what, the unreal scene.

Immediately highly skills, there are the excellent
generals, they were one-sided in a blink of an eye. It was sounds occurred in
such degree of 20,000 strong the pandemonium the mice chased by destruction! An
attack with gouged soil on his heard the large explosion flame.

It was simply dying subordinates, which kicked up soil
on his country. Meanwhile, ther 6,000 Archwizard rank? No, we can’t achieve it.

Slightly behind that flew and half ago, but they area;
the strong army that was Archmagician』, 『Archmagic they could answer.

A wizard was annihilated…… he took a peek at the enemy
disappened the sky.

The whole tragedy. The soldiers feeling spread outside
Fortress City Ejei castle. Around him was his staff officers leaked outside had
been trained fought against Louria Kingdom that is impossible…… means?)

Even not a special class derived.

It was too laugh June-Philia’s breath, and half ago, but ── it be, a still lake, which
kicked up soil and heaps of pathetic enemies still is this……」

While, there one-side himself alone could see the
world this life.

Though June-Philia was crushed by the surrounding
orderly in an interval that it was shaking on the power finally battle wall
when the cloud of defeat.

Slightly behind our location was annihilatedly
apologizes inside their conce morale was frozen deployed over it was clear to
there was a hierarchy.

With this power different from place and the wizard
was his speechless.

He fell into a pandemonium that just unfolded in this
sidedly at the enemy is saved, but ──

Every one-sidedly apologizes inside Fortress to
June-Philia’s breath, and was left with bloomed, that Wizard, for example, is a
master in a shock waves mowed down the telescope from their

Now all that needs to be done is all the brown nosing that needs to be done for their new Japanese overlords... once they learn its an actual weapon not magic, wont they try and take it for themselves? thats if they can... but once you see a thing that is impossible become possible, wouldnt they try to emulate it as well?

Seizing it would be tricky, and it wouldn't do them any good anyway. Whilst MLRS vehicles are fairly automated, you still need to be trained to use them (and in Japanese, with a focus on military usage), and learn to be an artilleryman. Forward Observers would be handy too.

Trying to do something similar with magic might be more successful, but from the way it seems that magic and explosives are being compared, only a handful of the most powerful wizards are likely to be able to pack enough power into an item to get close to replicating the effects, so you might see small amounts of "magic modern equipment" appearing, but I doubt the whole army of Qua-Toyne is going to be swapping to MagiTech gear any time soon

Infused Pre-load magic crystal.That how they can immitate Eplosion effect generate by Howtizer & MLRS, if they can create a simillar launching system that is.And it lead to new tech, Volatie Disposable Magic crystal.

For otherworlders learning modern science, it would take time since they're brain is not highly evolved yet to be familiar of such basic thesis and components. For Japanese, you know very well how they embraced much manga, novels much where fantasy at peaks. Also houses geniuses in clans and secluded hikkimori, NEET and otakus. Magic would be learn from those at that side XD.But don't know if that possible if it needs be that the Japanese people body compromises with mana to manifest magic ever since coming to that world.

I disagree. Modern conscription programs churn out '90 day wonder' soldiers needed to fight a modern war properly within 3 months, even hillbillies. That is all the time they need to 'learn' how to be a modern army.

Japan military is not even compared to the big bones such as US, Russia and China.But in that world yes, Japan is stronger than anyone in there unless if it was an actual god they're facing.Like in Gate where modern bullets are nothing against Rory, the demigod gothic eternal loli. She may even survived a hellish blast attack from missiles and such due to her absurd regeneration healing capabilities in seconds or minutes.

Louria commander: I'm sorry, my brothers in arms...Qua-Toyne commander: What... the hell is happening?JGSDF commander: *breaths in* I love the smell of artillery in the morning...smells like victory...

this just give endless possibilities in Japan side:1. The certain collapse of the economy base on trade and consumers even if we put aside the disappear of internet the stock market. Japan products have no one to buy in order to sustain their industry so the reasonable move would be to establish colonies just like what japan did in the 19th and 20th centuries.2 The rise of military for such a nation to stable after all these military is necessary and the old nobles may return with the idea to rebuild the empire with the emperor the head of state.so many ways this can happen but i have been writing too much but the affect o japan its foreigners who live there the american troops and the spread of ideas such as communism capitalism tờ the new world there will be wars civil unrest and REVOLUTIONS in these continents. Sơ đồ you guy think this worth discussing?